Zephyr’s icy hands held yours, and he gazed at you with admiration as you exchanged heartfelt vows.

However, as you were on the brink of sipping the poison to bind your souls forever, his eyes darted to your living counterpart. He stopped you, his smile bittersweet, and caressed your cheeks.

"My dreams of being a groom have been taken from me," he sighed. "Well... now I've stolen them from someone else." His voice held love and sorrow as he continued, "I love you, but you're not mine."